Gu Mang raised her eyebrows as she propped up her chin on her hand. “What’s wrong? Is it the sa as your existing prescription?”
Both did not speak.
Gu Mang understood instantly. She nodded and spoke slower but the aning of her words was unfathomable. “Actually, the acupuncture is taking effect and the blood clot has been discharged. She only needs to take another seven doses of dication and will recover.”
When she said that, the expressions of the people from the presidential palace beca intriguing. They fell out with Miracle Doctor because Hill was vomiting blood. Yet, they were told that it was a good thing once more.
An An’s face darkened imdiately as though she had been slapped across the face.
Noelle was feeling especially remorseful deep down. She should have stopped An An back then. Seven billion!
Pursing her lips, she asked, “Does Ms. Gu an that my mama doesn’t need acupuncture anymore?”
“That’s right.” Gu Mang laughed mockingly and added, “It’s fine if she doesn’t want acupuncture. Just take three doses of dicine and she’ll recover.”
An An was incensed when she heard her words. Did it an that even without Gu Mang, her mother would have recovered by simply taking the Miracle Doctor’s dicine?!
An An took a step forward and snatched the prescription from Mrs. Hill’s hand. It was exactly the sa prescription as Miracle Doctor’s but the order of the dicinal herbs was different.
She stared at Gu Mang. “We spent seven billion dollars just to listen to your nonsense?”
She gave the exact sa prescription?!
Upon hearing this, Gu Mang narrowed her eyes and fixated her terrifyingly chilly gaze on her. Lu Chengzhou lifted his head and gave off an intimidating aura. Instantly, the dical room beca colder by several degrees.
Joston glanced at Lu Chengzhou through the corner of his eyes as he frowned and snapped, “An An! Shut up!”
An An looked at her father. “Papa, she is of no use and yet she is getting so much money from us!”
“I’m asking you to shut up!” Joston warned her again.
“Papa, Mama will recover even without her. She should return our money!” An An was filled with indignation.
Noelle pulled An An aside and said in a serious manner, “Stop it!”
“Seven billion isn’t a small sum. She is clearly scamming...”
Pak!
An An was tightly slapped across the face.
Mrs. Hill’s expression changed as she stood up instantly.
Noelle looked at Joston in disbelief and was left speechless. “Papa...”
Joston coldly instructed them, “Bring Second Miss back to her room. She is not allowed to leave her room without my permission.”
Sen Te quickly gestured his n over.
Second Miss had really been spoiled by Sir and Madam. Did she not see who accompanied the girl here today?
After being slapped, An An was stupefied as she looked at Joston. She did not struggle and was spookily quiet as she was taken away by the presidential palace’s servants.
Gu Mang propped her face up with her hand nonchalantly as though she were watching a drama. Did An An really think that she was easy to be trifled with?
The mont An An left, the dical room quieted down.
Gu Mang spoke mildly and continued smiling as though she were offering really good service. “Do you need acupuncture?”
Mrs. Hill was feeling especially stifled as though she had swallowed a housefly. She was totally not in the mood.
She struggled to reply, “Since it’ll recover by taking dicine, there’s no need to continue with acupuncture. Thanks, Ms. Gu.”
Gu Mang eyebrows were arched. “You’re welco.”
Joston was infuriated because they had been forced to pay 7 billion. It was challenging to get the money back after being handed over to the Lu family.
Although seven billion had been wasted, Country K had no choice but to suck it up.
The expression on the faces of the people from the President’s House looked ugly.
Gu Mang stood up and walked to Lu Chengzhou’s side. “Let’s go.”
Lu Chengzhou held her hand and stood up. Looking at her, he said in a low voice, “Give ten minutes. I’ve sothing to discuss with Mr. President.”
Gu Mang nodded. “Sure.”
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